well, i suppose i’ve had plenty of time to catch my breath. i say this because suddenly, everything is once more changing around me.

i suppose it will sound odd, but i did something today that made me feel like life really was going to be ok after all. i bought new shoes.

i’m laughing at the title i give this post. when i explain, you will, too.

i think about you in cycles, i discover. no real initiator. no happening. no choice to do so. just happens. think about how it felt to smile for you, to you, with you. think about merry moments, peaceful moments, soft and wistful moments. think about how it was before you gave in to fear and i became angry for it.

it is not usual for me to be interested in these types of tests, but every now and then, they turn out something interesting.

“The old people say, `Learn from your mistakes’. So I try to accept everything for what it is and to make the best of each situation one day at a time.”  –Dr. A.C. Ross (Ehanamani), LAKOTA The Creator did not design us to beat ourselves up when we make mistakes. Mistakes are our friends. It is from mistakes that we learn. The more mistakes we learn from, the faster we gain wisdom. The faster we gain wisdom, the more we love. The more we love, the fewer our mistakes. Therefore, mistakes help us to learn love. God is love. Mistakes […]

a brief note and a smile… new friends are especially delightful to me.

i normally try to live in harmony with others. and am often disturbed by how eager some are to choose otherwise.

consistently, i forget to remember that i cannot share with those whose only goal in sharing is to judge things and determine if they must reject another or not. here, in this response to another, within which their quote that establishes this goal is given, a final set of thoughts on the matter, and how frustrated i often become for my own willingness to trust that the initial statements of interest in sharing and understanding are being given truthfully. sigh.

there is a tribe i am active within on occasion called unconditional love, and it is about precisely what you would think from its name. tonight, someone asked about ‘how easy or hard’ it is to really provide such a thing. many responses, most of which were touching. this, mine, set there and brought here because eyeore insists on it.